Category Archives: Color
Over the years I collected a lot of yarn and fabric for future projects. Some of it was materials I liked at the time but no longer speak to me. Some things I just collected because the price was right or a friend gifted me with hand-me-downs.
I was brought up in a family heavily invested in hand-me-downs. I love the concept. But I have decided it is time to clear the decks for future knitting, weaving and quilting projects. So the yarn I looked at for the last month that was waiting to be put on my loom is gone. The color is not me and is not inspiring. The quilt project from my previous post is gone along with the uninspiring fabric I was trying to use up. I am not a pastels person.
Yesterday, with glee and great satisfaction, I dropped off a bag of yarn at the thrift store. Gone is the drab tan beige tone cotton yarn. Gone is the cone of pastel variegated yarn that looked colorful enough on the cone but paled to washed out hues once woven. Gone is the white that reminded me of the days I had to wear white dresses to church ceremonies too numerous to count, a time I really don’t want to remember.
As I say goodbye to each outgrown skein and piece of fabric I feel a great inner peace and a sense of excitement and expectation. The clutter is reduced as well as the obligation to “make do”. I can’t wait to get the yarn color card I ordered so I can experiment with jewel tones and iridescence in my weaving. It has been too long to have that project on the back burner. Life is too short.
I have admired hand-dyed yarn and fiber for so long. It’s time to take the plunge. I finished spinning some singles of merino in a color called Ruby Twist similar to this from Copper Moose via ebay.
Here’s the dilemma: I only have 8 oz. of this fiber and really want to spin for something more than a scarf. So I sorted through my fiber stash and found one lot of 8 oz. of white undyed merino and another pound of undyed merino from a different source. I also have some bottles of acid dye I bought some time ago.
Here’s the plan: as soon as I get some synthrapol I am going to prep and dye the 8 oz. merino batch purple to ply with the ruby twist. Then I will dye the pound either red or purple. Or maybe red and purple……………. Voila! Enough DK weight yarn (theoretically) for a shawl! And, more importantly, my first foray into the world of fiber dyeing. Fiber adventures!
Here is my eye candy for today: the plied yarn I posted as spun singles awhile back along with 2 other colors I also have finished. I have a total of 600 yds with the hank on the right being about 400 yds. Am thinking of knitting this yarn up as a lacy vest I found on Ravelry: http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/lace-vest. I own the Luisa Harding book and am thinking a pink/fuchsia vest body with the other 2 variations graduating to the lavender as I knit toward the scoop neck might work.
I have been diverted by other things and have been absent from the blogosphere. Sometimes life takes over. But I always have to make room for craft therapy.
Our Farmers Market started last weekend and my husband sells native plants there every Saturday. I usually hang out but get kinda antsy over the course of 5 hours. The weather has been nice enough these first 2 Saturdays to take my spinning wheel and set it up outdoors to spin while the patrons browse through the market. It has been fun to pass some of the market time spinning and it has been even more fun talking to the people who stop to watch and ask questions or share stories. I think as artisans part of our work is in doing stewardship to keep interest and information about our crafts.
One more piece of eye candy to wrap up the theme for today.
There is an abundance of pink in my life right now. My latest spinning project is another step in the quest to clean up my small lots of fiber. This fiber has been in my bins for years and as of this week is getting spun into singles so far.
Some of the other pinks come from the numerous rhododendrons that abound this year both on our property and all over town and in the woods. This particular rhodie once lived at my sister’s home in northern Oregon. It was unhappy shoved in a corner of the house and they had no other home for it. So it bravely made a 300 mile trip in the open back of a pickup truck to northern California. Poor plant took a couple of years to recover from being wind-whipped but here she is 7 feet tall and thriving!
And here is one of my favorites……..